In the past few days when the senior sister was away from Xuefeng Peak, he was being pressured by the Chongming Sword Spirit to practice 007's sword every day, and he was almost exhausted from practicing.
Chongming Sword Spirit frowned, and the fire spirit around him surged, surrounding Song Qingyun.
This sword master doesn’t work hard at practicing swordsmanship, and he ranks first in laziness!
Song Qingyun immediately looked at Sang Luo pitifully,
"Sister, look, this is how people live?!"
He gets angry whenever he disagrees, this sword spirit has a very bad temper!
Sang Luo looked at Chongming Sword Spirit, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his voice,
"Hey, little sword spirit, let's compare two moves."
Chongming Sword Spirit turned to look at Sang Luo, nodded, and hooked his fingers, and the Chongming Sword fell steadily into his hand.
With a thought, Sang Luo's Fengli Sword fell into his hand, and he held the sword towards Chongming Sword Spirit.
Song Qingyun's sword was suddenly taken away, and his eyes became even more angry. This stinky sword spirit took away his wife without saying a word!
The next moment, he saw two flames bursting into flames in the air.
Senior sister's swordsmanship... seems to have improved a lot.
The two of them passed more than a dozen moves in the air, and Sang Luo's eyes flashed with surprise, while Chongming Sword Spirit looked even more angry when he looked at Song Qingyun.
Why did the previous sword master and the successor of Chongming Sword choose this silly boy?
Sang Hou took a few steps back, landed in the air, and spoke to Song Qingyun,
"Have you met Master when you come back?"
Song Qingyun nodded and said to Sang Luo,
"Master taught me the seventh level of swordsmanship and asked me to practice swordsmanship with the Sword Spirit and go to the Sword Tomb in half a month!"
Sang Luo nodded as he listened, looked at Chongming Sword Spirit, and cupped his hands.
"My junior brother will leave it to you."
Chongming Sword Spirit nodded to Sang Luo,
"rest assured."
The young man's eyebrows were solemn,
"Leave it to me."
Before the Seven Sects Competition, he will let him advance to the middle stage of Jindan!
Sang Luo nodded, and Yu Jian continued towards the top of Xuefeng Peak.
Halfway up the mountain, Chongming Sword Spirit watched Sang Luo leave, turned to look at Song Qingyun, and drew his sword again,
"Come again!"
Song Qingyun let out bursts of wailing,
"Help..."
“…”
In the Xihe Hall, Pei Jingxing had just finished practicing a pot of elixirs when he saw the message from Sang Luo and felt puzzled.
"What the hell? Is there a thunderstorm?"
How is it possible?
He is only in the middle stage of the golden elixir, and Chu Yanshu has just established the foundation. What kind of thunder disaster can he have?
Suddenly, he thought of the elixir he had been refining recently, and his expression changed. Could it be...
Pei Jingxing felt a little guilty and silently carried the tripod to the entrance of Xihe Hall.
When he reached the entrance of the palace, he looked up and was startled by the calamity clouds in the sky.
The thick sea of clouds almost pressed down on the top of Xihe Hall, and the sky was filled with darkness, filled with blue-purple thunder and lightning.
Under the thunder and lightning, the big chun tree exudes a faint golden light, supporting this piece of sky.
Pei Jingxing tentatively stepped out half of his foot, and then, a blue-purple thunder struck down and landed at his feet.
So Pei Jingxing hurriedly retreated to Xihe Hall, and then took the spiritual jade to send a message to Lu Huaizhi——
"What kind of elixir did you ask me to refine? It even caused a thunderstorm!"
Lu Huaizhi was silent for a moment,
"I'll figure it out."
Pei Jingxing cursed loudly,
"How can you think of a way to break the golden elixir? If I am struck by lightning, I will never end it with you!"
Pei Jingxing felt a little impetuous, and then sent a message to Sang Luo,
"How did you get out of Xihe Palace?"
Sang Luo didn't reply to him.
Pei Jingxing is depressed, he can't stay here forever.
He turned to look at Chu Yanshu who was in meditation under the big chun tree, and for a moment he became even more depressed.
He has run out of herbal medicine and has nothing to do now. He doesn't even have anyone to talk to. He will be bored to death.
Second update~
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